This is the last poem for the Dark Side concept series. This poem is a sort of riddle, as well as the key to the entire series.
Granted such a simple choice But with no courage to voice I fall short of adhering To this ultimate calling How can there be any hope
Here comes the filthy horde Plotting to tear away All of the weak heart’s cords As you just kneel in dismay Don’t let go
Fake rituals Performed by blind fools Cutting away at their dead flesh Their bleeding worthless Afraid to be judged
I’ve added a new poem to my hidden… America’s Number One Enemy is ta…
You convince me it’s all useless Nothing I do is for the best My words don’t edify you enough You revealed the reasons I should… So I will abandon all that I beli…
Here in the darkness I kneel down The cold stone floor below I’ve one last prayer I want to sh… Quicken my fate so slow Within this confinement
I messed up again What did you expect? I’m not the perfect one So does this mean we’re done? Believe me, I’ve tried
I feel the weakness coming on It’s getting stronger everyday What I have left will soon be gon… I find it hard to say that I have… You’re all that I’m needing
We’ve crowned those who will be ou… Giving them power to rule us all This is not what I came here for I searched for peace but then foun… Power hungry
A mother and a son Everything’s coming undone Nowhere left to go No place to call our home Of all the one’s out there
Sometimes they say that we’re an a… But there’s no proof, no evidence Sometimes I’m told that there is… Since I believe there is, I’m a s… When I believe there is something…
Where have the heroes gone? Who are the villains now? Our constant foundation of love ha… On who’s behalf do you proceed? Granted it all and still you want…
Pick up the pieces One by one as you crawl in anguish Do not release it From your broken, bloody fist I have brought on me much pain
I see them all Tending to work that will keep the… I watch them fall Stumbling as they try to stand and… Attempting prosperity
Perception failing with every step… The lines are blurring True sight forsaken Connection fading from the plug of… The flock unpleasing